Justice Should Be Cheap But Judges Expensive.

The Rain Is Plentious But, By God's Decree, Only A Third Is Meant For You And Me; Two-thirds Are Taken By The Growing Things Or Vanish Heavenward On Vapour's Wings: Nor Does It Mathematically Fall With Social Equity On One And All. The Population's Habit Is To Grow In Every Region Where The Water's Low: Nature Is Blamed For Failings That Are Man's, And Well-run Rivers Have To Change Their Plans.

This High Official, All Allow, Is Grossly Overpaid; There Wasn't Any Board, And Now There Isn't Any Trade.

A High-brow Is Someone Who Looks At A Sausage And Thinks Of Picasso.

Greenfly, It's Difficult To See Why God, Who Made The Rose, Made Thee.

My Ball Is In A Bunch Of Fern, A Jolly Place To Be; An Angry Man Is Close Astern- He Waves His Club At Me. Well, Let Him Wave-the Sky Is Blue; Go On, Old Ball, We Are But Two-we May Be Down In Three, Or Nine-or Ten-or Twenty-five-it Matters Not; To Be Alive, Is Good Enough For Me.